Trouble comes to Mosely, Montana, from the outside world. When the
residents of Mosely are left on their own, they can make things work. Sure,
there’s always been a militia operating up in the hills, but they were
small-scale—just survivalists doing their thing—until organizers came in from
out of state. Now Jericho Crewe and the rest of the sheriff’s department are
facing down a heavily armed band of fanatics, and the feds are busy elsewhere.

The odds are hopeless, but Jericho swore an oath to serve and protect
the citizens of Mosely. He won’t walk away from that, even if Wade Granger’s
begging him to run away somewhere and finally be together the way they always
should have been.

But this time, it’s Jericho who refuses to leave Mosely, even if
staying kills him.

Jericho Crewe escaped from Mosely, Montana, when he was seventeen and
built a new life for himself, first as a Marine, then as an LA police officer.
Fifteen years later, he’s back, and everything is just as confusing as it was
before he left.

Especially Wade Granger. Wade’s still a rebel, still a criminal, and
still dangerously fascinating. As Jericho digs deeper into the town’s
underbelly, he has to decide whether Wade’s the worst the town has to offer, or
the only part of Mosely worth saving.

“Is there any possibility it’s a practical joke?” Jericho Crewe asked. “Or just a rumor, maybe?”

Unfortunately, Sheriff Kayla Morgan shook her head. “I was the one who called them,” she said, leaning back in her battered leather desk chair.

“You called the feds.” Jericho waited a few seconds for the words to make sense, then gave up. “We have feds in town worrying about the border, feds in town still cleaning up the biker mess, feds in town investigating your dad, feds in town trying to catch Wade—and you woke up one morning, looked around, asked yourself, ‘What does this town need more of?’ and the answer you came up with was ‘feds.’ Honestly?”

Kayla’s scowl suggested that Jericho wasn’t the first person to express a similar opinion. “I’m not going to let my pride get in the way of doing my job, Jay. The FBI already knew about the basic situation—they’re tracking about a dozen little militia groups in this part of the country—but they needed to know Tennant and his boys are flaring up. Receiving a big shipment of illegal weapons is definitely a break in their typical pattern of behavior.”

“And you know that because you got an anonymous tip?” Jericho hated to do it. He didn’t want to think it, much less say it. But . . . “Have you considered the possibility that this is more of Wade’s bullshit? I mean, he—” Jericho’s throat tightened as if the words shouldn’t be spoken, but he was fairly used to his body betraying him when Wade was involved “—he was with me all weekend.” Maybe Kay hadn’t formally known that, but she wasn’t clueless, and Jericho would be damned if he’d hide it. “So maybe this was just another case of him using me as an alibi, setting up something to distract everyone else, and then having one of his minions run a shipment across the border.”

“I never thought I’d say this, Jay, but not every criminal activity in Mosely is connected to Wade Granger. Ninety-five percent of it, yeah. But I think this may have been something from that other five percent.”

Jericho wanted to believe it. The weekend had been—well, not perfect, not considering the long car ride with two highly unpleasant children and then a lot more snakes than Jericho had ever wanted to see in one place—but it had been memorable, all the same. Jericho and Wade, outside of Mosely, weren’t cop and criminal. They weren’t their parents’ sons, weren’t men with painful histories, weren’t running, and weren’t refusing to run. They were just Jericho and Wade, and that was all they ever needed to be, as long as the world left them alone.

There had been nothing romantic about taking Jericho’s half siblings on a road trip to the Billings zoo in order to fulfill Jericho’s promise to get Elijah more access to snakes. Nothing romantic at all. And the two nights together had been fairly tame since Elijah and Nicolette had been sleeping in the adjoining motel room, but that hadn’t mattered. It had still been Jericho and Wade in bed together, warm bodies and hot kisses, and Jericho was pretty sure he’d remember it all for the rest of his life.

Kate Sherwood started writing about the same time she got back on a
horse after almost twenty years away from riding. She’d like to think she was
too young for it to be a midlife crisis, but apparently she was ready for some
changes!

Kate grew up near Toronto, Ontario (Canada) and went to school in
Montreal, then Vancouver. But for the last decade or so she’s been a country
girl. Sure, she misses some of the conveniences of the city, but living close
to nature makes up for those lacks. She’s living in Ontario’s “cottage
country”--other people save up their time and come to spend their vacations in
her neighborhood, but she gets to live there all year round!

Since her first book was published in 2010, she’s kept herself busy
with novels, novellas, and short stories in almost all the sub-genres of m/m
romance. Contemporary, suspense, scifi or fantasy--the settings are just the
backdrop for her characters to answer the important questions. How much can
they share, and what do they need to keep? Can they bring themselves to trust
someone, after being disappointed so many times? Are they brave enough to take
a chance on love?

Kate’s books balance drama with humor, angst with optimism. They
feature strong, damaged men who fight themselves harder than they fight anyone
else. And, wherever possible, there are animals: horses, dogs, cats ferrets, squirrels…
sometimes it’s easier to bond with a non-human, and most of Kate’s men need all
the help they can get.

After five years of writing, Kate is still learning, still stretching
herself, and still enjoying what she does. She’s looking forward to sharing a
lot more stories in the future.

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